Relaxing with Jesus

Long ago the apostle Paul wrote to the first century church. His words inspired by God, the Holy Spirit, are also life-giving for us today. Very meaningful to me are words found within the second letter to the Corinthians:

All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us. For the more we suffer for Christ, the more God will shower us with his comfort through Christ. Even when we are weighed down with troubles, it is for your comfort and salvation! For when we ourselves are comforted, we will certainly comfort you. Then you can patiently endure the same things we suffer. We are confident that as you share in our sufferings, you will also share in the comfort God gives us. (2 Corinthians 1:3-7 NLT)

The passing seasons of life as seen in the tree in front of my house.

Just like this tree, now with all of its glorious seasonal Autumn colours, we pass through seasons of life. For me, 2025 is a season which God seemed to designate as a “Sabbath”. It seems to me, Holy Spirit’s been at work in me to create space for a falling away of beliefs and thoughts and habits that never belonged to me in the first place, or are no longer serving me well, and must not be carried into the next season of life. While it’s been a stretching and challenging time, I sense I’m entering the next phase of this Sabbath year: a time of deep, peaceful, restorative rest which will quietly prepare me for the season to come.

Perhaps these thoughts I’m sharing might somehow resonate with you? Something of God’s comfort to me might also comfort you at this time. During a time of prayer journalling – writing what came to mind while listening and talking to Jesus (on 23 May, 2025) – it seemed to me that God said the following life-giving words to me:

“Beloved, remember My words to you; Relax! I just need you to enjoy Me…

I don’t expect perfection in you, or from you. I need you to relax and let Me mould and shape you—uniquely—to beautifully reflect Jesus, My beloved Son. 

Dance with Me, Jesus, and sing with Me for joy! Let My lavish, complete, life-giving love fill you and penetrate into the very core of who you are. For this to happen, I need you to relax in My presence. Relax from the inside-out. 

All will be well. All is well with your soul. 

Let that truth seep into the deep places within you. Truly, My grace will be enough—more than enough—for you!

Keep hold of My hand, and together, we will walk the one step at a time through life. Be patient and stay with Me, and remember…

Enjoy Me!

May the Spirit of Jesus and our good-all-the-time beloved Father bless you with a deep, unshakeable knowledge and understanding of how wide and deep and eternal God’s love is for you because you experience Jesus for yourself.

The Treasures of the Wildflowers

The man walking toward me was speaking into a mobile phone. It was in the early days of mobile telephones and his private conversation—loudly and thus public—somehow didn’t belong on the footpath of my local shopping center!

My mind was transported back in time to the television show, Get Smart, first aired in the 1960s. Secret Agent, Maxwell Smart, used a phone built into his shiny black shoe (took it off first!). And how many times in those early years of mobiles did I feel silly for replying when someone nearby said, “Hello!” 🙂 

Am I the only one whose mind can become distracted, restless and even overwhelmed by the constant (and perhaps imagined) need to communicate and send or receive information? 

While it might be humbling to face the workings of my inner world (let alone admit it in public!), I know this: I need to, and am willing to be, transformed by the redemptive grace of God, the always very-present beloved Spirit of Jesus Christ who lives in me and is always with me. 

The battle is real and it’s a battle for control of our mind. 

The Bible has a lot to say about the renewing and transformation of one’s mind. For example, the apostle Paul wrote: “… Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.” Philippians 4:8 NLT

Psalm 46:10a (TPT) encourages me with these life-giving words: “Surrender your anxiety. Be still and realize that I am God.”

Last year I began a practice that hasn’t been easy for me since I acquired my first ‘smart’ phone.  While walking—for exercise or to go somewhere local—I began to resist the temptation to fill the time listening to an audiobook, music, or to phone someone. Where possible, now I leave my phone at home, or at least switch it to silent mode. And do I really need to know how many steps I’ve walked in a day… 🙂

And so I let myself just be. Present. In the moment.

I began to practice letting my mind be still—quieter, relaxed and gently observant. One day I laughed out loud at the sight of two rabbits trying to scare off a magpie which, I noticed, wasn’t the least bit impressed! 

At first, it felt like my mind was being stripped of something, and I admit that it didn’t feel comfortable at all. It felt boring! It felt like wasted time. 

I once heard it takes three weeks to create a new habit, so I remained optimistic! 

I’ve heard it’s healthy and restful to let my mind be, or become, uncluttered and mindful. 

I’ve heard that boredom is a positive thing, especially if I want my creativity to have space to develop, flourish and explore… 

Jesus has invited me, and you, to be open to hearing the whispers of His Spirit within the daily rhythms of life and to be free to explore life with Him, the great I Am, Lord of glory, Lord of heaven’s armies.

And so it was on that day in October 2024… 

Choosing to quietly enjoy my walk on a delightful blue-sky Spring day in Melbourne (as tempting as that audiobook was!), I noticed a beautiful flash of pink down on my right. 

There in the long, messy green grass I saw the most exquisite tiny pink flowers. I stopped to look—really look—and wonder at their beauty. 

Imagine with me that Jesus is inviting you and me to join Him. With His presence comes an atmosphere of pure love, peace, joy and the freedom to come just as we are to God.

With the eyes of my heart I see that Jesus is kneeling and looking at the flowers. He tenderly and gently holds one to the palm of His hand and it seems like I hear Him saying: 

“Life’s treasures are not always so visible. In fact, you may not discover them if you give way to the busy, insistent, driving and striving, often loud demands of the world. 

The beautiful colours in which I dressed these wildflowers speak joy and delight and the wonder of My glory into your life. You need not be anxious for your daily needs because My Father wants to be The One who lovingly and abundantly provides for you in all sorts of creative ways.

Your human nature might want everything to be contained, controlled, orderly and neat. But it’s so often in the ‘messiness’ and trials of life that you’re free to grow and thrive and explore, and be and become who I have created you to be. 

Beloved, let Me help you to be content where you’ve been planted in life! 

The flowers quietly reflect courage, boldness, tenacity and resilience. They don’t shout at you to stop and notice them, nor do they complain about their lot in life. They simply are. 

My beloved, behold the moments! It is within those moments that I will reveal My heart to you. Don’t fall into the trap of waiting for that elusive moment when life will be tidy, manicured and free of mess… 

Trust that it’s good and right and safe to be still and walk with Me—the one step at a time. I will help you to explore life; in fact, I have hidden treasures that reflect My glory along the journey so that you will have the joy of discovering them with Me.”

“And if God cares so wonderfully for wildflowers that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, He will certainly care for you. Why do you have so little faith?” Matthew 6:30 NLT

2025: The Journey Continues

On 1 January 2024, I didn’t know how the year would unfold. 

Sure, I had a couple of signposts that helped me to plan for stages of the journey along with my beloved travel companion, my husband, Ross. The first signpost pointed to six weeks overseas in Greece—associated with our continued volunteer work with Hellenic Ministries. The second beckoned me toward the joy of celebrating my firstborn’s 40th birthday. 

But I didn’t know that I’d need spinal surgery preceded by scans, appointments and procedures; nor did I know I’d be supporting Ross through his urgent prostate surgery and rehabilitation.

I didn’t know about the bleeding disorder that had my haematologist telling me it’s a wonder I’ve lived for my 66 years and, ‘this is very serious, Heather’.

I didn’t know about the wonderful myriad of opportunities I would be offered to nurture and celebrate relationships with family and friends and neighbours-who-are-dear-friends. 

I didn’t know about the wonderful experiences in which I would be able to make new friends at home, in Athens, on Lesvos and Crete, in Liverpool and Enniskillen (Ireland), and through my social media groups! 

I didn’t know just how much this can be true and has been for me: “Courage is moving forward in the face of fear.” (Original author unknown.) Or Corrie Ten Boom’s well-known words: “It is safe to trust an unknown future to a known God.”

I didn’t know just how true were the gently whispered life-giving words into my soul that seemed to come from Father God during a conversation with Him on the first day of 2024, “You treated it as a burden, but I gave it to you as a gift.” (The it being my writing.)

I didn’t know just how much I can procrastinate because of the distant echo of voices demanding that everything—that I—must be perfect… 

But this I do know: through it all, God the Holy Spirit has been helping me to trust more deeply that Father God is good all the time and that His plans, which are actually not all about me, but rather, all about Jesus, are good and right ones designed to promote my wellbeing and freedom to be the real me—who He created me to be.

I might not know what is around the corner—what will happen in my life, in the lives of my family and friends, and in the world in this new year, 2025…

But this I do know: with Holy Spirit’s grace at work in me, I am able to practise the truth in 2025; it is wise, right, life-giving, and an act of worship and loving obedience to God for me to keep hold of the hand of His Son and my beloved Saviour and Lord, Jesus Christ.

And I know, and have experienced, that to remain intimately and vitally connected into the life of Jesus is to agree with Him because God made Him, Jesus; the Word, to be Wisdom itself (Read 1 Corinthians 1:30 and John 15, especially verses 1-17.)

Thankfully I know, and have experienced, that His mercy means that no matter what, the Spirit of Jesus will never leave or forsake me. He will gain my focus and gently woo me back to where I am the most secure—in the centre of His heart!

And so, I will keep going… 

I choose to journey into 2025 with the word, gentle accompanying and guiding me because it comes with peace and hope, and resonates in my soul. I sense that gentle has travelling companions including (but not limited to), Rest. Relax. Go forward slowly and mindfully.

For years now, I’ve been asking God for a word or phrase to serve as a compass point directing me toward Jesus who is True North. I know from the past that I will explore life with all of its adventures as I walk with Jesus, but I will never be lost because I know that this is true: Jesus is “…the way, the truth, and the life. No one can come to the Father except through (Him).” (John 14:6 NLT – paraphrased). And, “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever.” (Hebrews 13:8 – NLT)

As I journey gently and mindfully with Jesus into 2025, I see and know that healing will come—transformational healing from the inside out! Let it be, Lord, because this is for your glory and my good. I also know that others who come near will somehow be impacted too! 

Did you notice the sign nailed to the tree on the left in the photo? Having being a very significant Scripture verse for me for a very long time, I did! I saw it as Ross and I walked the road to the retreat centre, our accomodation in Ireland.

The words of Joshua recorded in the Bible say it better than I could ever do: “…be strong and brave, Do not yield to fear nor be discouraged, for I am YAHWEH your God, and I will be with you wherever you go.” (Joshua 1:9; The Passion Translation)

Dear reader, I pray that you will know and experience the truth: you are wonderfully created, deeply loved, and wanted! I pray that you will know that the Father planned for you to be born and that your life, (created by Him) and how you live it, really does matter to Him. God has made a way for you to be in intimate relationship with Him through faith in Jesus, His beloved Son! His Spirit will help you to come to Jesus, or to come back to Him; or to even draw closer into the Father-heart of God to enjoy Him forever—in spirit and in truth.

Reach out to Jesus. There is no valid reason for you to walk the journey of life alone.

It seems to me that Jesus is reaching out to you and says: Come to Me. Come and don’t delay. Test Me and see that I will not fail you. Walk and talk with Me along the way that is the journey of 2025 and beyond. I—who am Love, Truth and Grace—AM faithful and will never leave you or forsake you. Trust Me! I AM trustworthy!

I pray that you and I will feel free to be active and engaged in this part of our life’s journey—2025—a year of peace and increasing freedom in Christ.

Setting the Captives Free

It was during an intentional time of soaking in the empowering, life-giving presence of God—Father, Jesus and Holy Spirit—when I saw the vision. 

I walked through the gates into what looked like a zoo, but it was not like a more modern zoo where animals are given first-class hospitality. No, this one reminded me of Melbourne’s zoo as it generally was back in the 1960’s and 70’s—concrete flooring with thick metal bars that made up the cages.

Walking closer to the cages, where I would’ve expected to see animals there were people! My heart, already feeling shocked, was breaking at the sight of men and women who were not only in the cages, they were on display. 

Though these men and women were in cages, I saw that they were not imprisoned. They were not locked in from the outside.

In the vision, I knew that the lives of these people were solely dependent on any food and water they were given; in fact, they had no expectation of anything good. It was like they believed they could not—must not—ask for more. 

The one redeeming feature of the zoo was the trees and bushes planted around the cages. I sensed that by an act of unbridled grace, loving mercy and beautiful compassion, the Lord had planted the foliage to give the gift of dignity and shelter to the people, until that day when they would walk free.

Now I saw that Jesus was with me. Our hearts were one as, together, we went from one cage to the next to set the people free. 

Jesus’ joy was a wonder to behold as He stood looking into each cage. Holding out His hand, His love and invitation to a lifestyle of freedom was like a lifeline alive with crackling electricity drawing each person toward Him. 

As men and women reached out to take Jesus’ hand, I saw the metal bars of the cages melt away. And the people were set free to emerge from their places of captivity! 

I sensed the Holy Spirit saying that people who have lived captive to lies, but have now been set free, must be taught to live freely. Living a freedom-in-Christ lifestyle is something we learn to do and practise as we trust the Lord and are carried, like the eagles, soaring high on the winds of the Spirit of God. 

Jesus seems to say to you and to me:

“I have come to set the captives free! Where My Spirit is, there IS freedom. Walk with Me and talk with Me and I will teach you to live in a lifestyle of freedom where trusting and obeying Me becomes the most natural thing you can do! In this lifestyle, there is a beautiful flow where the rhythm is in harmony with the Father’s heart. 

Don’t look up the mountains of life; instead, take My hand and together we will walk one step at a time. You have a choice—you always have a choice! Choose to live a lifestyle of freedom empowered and sustained by My Spirit—the Spirit of Truth. Choose freedom in Christ, beloved! Love and Truth are perfectly brought together in Me, the Word of God.” 

© Heather Henson 2024

Photo credit: Frank Mckenna; published on Unsplash.

Freedom is not a Number

Why do we let our ‘size’ define us? 

“I’m a size 12”, says she. “I’m a size 16”, says another with a sigh. With a note of triumph, the vivacious one declares, I’m a size 8!” Yet another remains silent, looking down as if present in the conversation, but absent having withdrawn to the familiar place of shame that screamed at her, “Not good enough; you’ll never measure up!” 

I remember when…

Perhaps it was about twenty years ago when I was about to step on to the scales to do the daily ‘weigh-in’. In that moment, it was like an inner-audible voice spoke to me saying…

“What are you going to do with the number? 

I didn’t feel condemned or judged; instead, the words came like a gentle refreshing wind into my soul imparting life and love wrapped up in joy and peace. Recognising Jesus’ voice, I chose to stop. And I asked a question of my own; “What do you mean?” 

He spoke again with such wisdom and tender compassion that I felt seen, heard, understood and utterly loved. “Well, if it’s lower than you thought, you’ll be happy. If it’s higher than you expected, you’ll be sad.” 

Until that moment, I had no idea how much the numbers on a set of scales had taken me captive. 

But Jesus is fully able—and wants to—lead captives into freedom! 

He is the One who sets the prisoners free, but there are times when God’s Spirit must help us to see that we are captive to something and want to be free.

And today? I haven’t chosen to weigh myself since that day. Each time I felt tempted, I turned to Jesus, surrendering the desire to him. And in the moment of a big breath—in and out—peace and life-giving rest occupied more of my mind as I chose to trust Jesus that it would be okay. 

I remember when…

In the hormonal changes of my late forties, in the space of a few weeks, my internal alarm bells began ringing ever more loudly. I was watching the lower half of my body balloon as the medication the doctor prescribed me took effect. 

My altered body image was tormenting me in the room of my mind where anxiety and fear ruled. The shouting, judgmental, condemning and brutal voices were daily becoming louder, more strident and horribly vicious. 

One morning as I examined myself—yet again—in front of the bathroom mirror, I heard a very fearful, critical and self-loathing part of me. She had emerged out of hiding in the shadows long enough to accuse me. Feeling an increasing sense of dark despair, as if all hope was being flushed down the toilet, it was in that moment when I heard a different voice inviting my attention. 

The voice was gentle and strong. The words I heard were ushered in by an-other-worldly calm and hope—again, somehow audibly, but on the inside; “Heather, this is the way to be free. Every time you examine yourself like this, turn your eyes to look at Jesus instead.” 

At first it wasn’t easy. At all. Breaking negative habits is like that. At first, on the road to freedom in this area of my life, while standing in front of the mirror, I even held my face—to gently but firmly switch my focus away from myself on to Jesus. Other times, I needed to intentionally move away from the mirror because now I recognised the imminent danger I was facing. 

In my mind I could see the monster gleefully waiting to pounce and grab me and swallow me whole like a predatory dragon shaking me this way and that, all the time sneering, “I told you so!”

But God...

Each and every time I chose to let the Holy Spirit help me to refocus on Jesus rather than fixating on myself and the ‘problem’—it gradually became easier to breathe and really live! 

The freedom—in Jesus—came for me before the doctor telephoned to say there was a concern about the medication and I must stop taking it. 

I remember when…

The Spirit of God our beloved Father said to me, “Shame is not your friend.”

Shame is not your friend.

I did not feel condemned or judged. His words, and even the tone of his voice, changed everything. It felt like Jesus, kneeling in front of me, gently lifted my chin to help me look up into his eyes. 

And what did I see?

Come with me. 

When we look into the face of Jesus who is the exact representation of God’s being, you and I see that he has the kindest eyes that twinkle like diamonds shining in the light; like the way the water sparkles when the sun shines on the ocean! 

My precious friend, come close to God and he will draw near to you because he loves you so much!

It is man—people—who look at our outward appearance. God looks at your heart and mine and he who calls us to “Come to (be with) Jesus!” just as we are without one plea, will never ever turn anyone away. 

Your real God-given identity is not found in a number. 

Your identity is not defined by what the world demands you are or who you should be. 

Your true identity is found in Jesus Christ alone. 

So, come to Jesus in a posture of abandoned surrender. His lavish love and the gift of his amazing grace will wash you clean of the life-draining heavy weariness of endlessly striving to be right—to measure up and be acceptable.

The Spirit of Jesus will work a divine exchange transfusion in you—cleansing you of sin and despair—making you whole and healed and filled with hope and peace from the inside out.

Set free to follow Jesus!  

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    Thanks Heather, this was such an important message for me to hear. The declaration of freedom that it proclaims is…

Transition

Where have I come from? Where am I now? Where am I going?

It’s been two years and seven months and twenty-nine days, but who’s counting?

It’s not that I haven’t been writing. It just didn’t make it on to my blog…

While living in Greece, I wrote a lot – journal entries, emails, messages, social media posts, newsletters. It was all personal work and necessary to keep the vital highways of communication open with our (my husband Ross and I) family, friends, and partnership support team. Added to this, there was my (volunteer) work of writing, compiling, proofreading and editing as a member of the Hellenic Ministries’ Media and Communications Team. Beyond all of it was the business of living in a cross-cultural context complete with learning a new language, adapting to driving on the ‘other’ side of the road / car, and moving apartments in Athens four times in two and a half years which also meant new shop, streets etc.

So that was Greece.

Now this is Australia.

Then there was Papua New Guinea.

When I scan memories of my 60-plus years of life, I see that transitions happened from early childhood with a frequency that didn’t allow any moss to gather under this rolling stone!

One evening during the three years my family and I lived in Papua New Guinea (PNG) in the 1990s, I had a strong ‘aha’ moment. As if I was the first person to know this, I told Ross, “I don’t think Jesus likes our comfort zones!” We agreed to be watchful and prayerful in the hope of avoiding settling into those ‘familiar, safe, comfortable, confining and predictable’ zones in life where a dull, sleepy spirit might resist exploring an invitation…

In between living away from Australia during our years in PNG and Greece came a long list of international itinerant work-related and missional adventures. Ross and I travelled to destinations I had only dreamed about: Zambia, Hong Kong, Cambodia, China, Philippines, South Africa, Malaysia, Thailand and New Zealand.

It felt like I was on a fast-moving train that regularly paused at stations all called “Transition“.

The drama surrounding the move our family made to the PNG provincial capital of Mt Hagen after one year of life in the rural Baiyer Valley remains a strong memory. That transition, which came after months of serious law and order problems (23 people were killed around us in tribal conflicts), culminated in a third armed ‘hold-up’. This time it wasn’t Ross in the middle of it all – it was our six year-old son and I. This distressing situation was not what any mother would knowingly choose for her son. But Jesus, our redemptive God, had the final amazing word. But that’s a story for another time… 

How am I going to land this plane?

Transitions of all sorts have come and gone in my life, but if there’s one thing I’ve learned it’s this: they will come again. How do I make sense of them? How do I live, and thrive, while I’m in the uncertainty and stress of transition?

Jesus is the answer! Our heavenly Father has promised that the Spirit of Jesus will never leave us or forsake us. (Hebrews 13:5b) There is no good reason why we have to make our way through life on our own, or on our own terms. The ‘Ancient of Days’ (see Daniel 7) always keeps His promises. After all, He is the Truth, so it is impossible for Him to lie. Jesus is a proven help in times of trouble (Psalm 46:1), something which I continue to experience as I abide in His empowering Presence.

In a life-changing experiential encounter with Jesus in 2002, words that came to mind opened up a new space in my heart that I’ve been exploring with the help and guidance of His Spirit ever since.

“Think of the highest mountain you can!”

Going to my memories of PNG, I was just about to look up at the huge mountains that had made the little aeroplane in which I was a passenger seem even smaller when the Spirit of Jesus spoke again…

“But don’t look up. It’s too high. Take My hand, and we’ll walk one step at a time.”

More than a decade later, I was in a much larger aircraft flying at high altitude when these words came to mind as I focused my mind on to Jesus: “In every footstep of Jesus, there is so much to explore.

In every footstep of Jesus, there is so much to explore.

A transition might be just a word that describes the process of exploring the adventure of moving from one divine footstep into another.

I know where I have come from. I know where I am now. I don’t know what lies ahead of me, but I do know the One who holds me secure in the uncertainty. I can choose to keep hold of my heavenly Daddy’s hand (agree with and yield to God’s wisdom and will) freely extended to me by His grace with such love, always confident that He knows the way forward – one step at a time – viewed through the lens of eternity spread out before Him!

Points to consider:

  • Do you fear change and transition? Why?
  • Some of my transitions have been rougher than others. The smoother ones have come as I have connected with, and being surrounded by, a supportive and loving community, including the help of a professional counsellor.
  • You and I won’t usually know what is around a corner on the path of life, but God knows it all. And in Jesus Christ, we are secure. Turning to He who is Love – choosing to focus on Jesus and coming close to Him – gives me the freedom to explore life with joy, and in peace.

The path

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Imagine with me for a moment as together, we stand on the path…

Look! I see Jesus… He is standing there up ahead at the bend in the pathway! 

Of course Jesus has been with you all along! Did you know that? Or did you not recognise that it was Jesus who was with you all this time? Is it possible that you have been so intent on just getting to where you think you must be, that you paid no attention to Who it was that has been offering to equip you, help you and guide you on your journey in life?

Did you not know that if only you would come close to God, He promises to come close to you?

Or have you been so focused on the path itself—trying to work out how and where every part might fit in (does it even have a place?), that you lost sight of Jesus?

In perfect and loving harmony with God the Father, Jesus has not lost sight of you.

Did you notice the wonder and the beauty of the unfolding story contained within the path?

Did you see that even the smallest piece of rock has its own place and is held securely together in the cement?

Or did you think He did not care?

Did you think He did not treasure even the smallest part of your life that you thought would not matter? Did you think He was just watching—from a distance? 

You are loved by the Father-heart of God! He sees you. He knows you. Intimately. 

The Father’s plans are all about Jesus. He loves you with the same love He has for His Son Jesus! There is no other pathway to God except through Jesus.

Beloved, just like every one of your tears and sorrows is lovingly, carefully collected and treasured in the heart of God, so has every one of the steps you have taken this far in life been lovingly, intentionally and creatively brought together.

It is all there and there is more yet to come! 

Worked together. Held together in the embrace of Jesus who is The Way. The Truth. The life!

It is the only wise thing we can do. Leave everything to be where Jesus is. Go where He is going. Choose to partner with His Spirit wholly surrendered to God’s plans!

It is all for the glory of our redemptive and sin-forgiving God who is love and has the gift of life to freely give and invites us to join Him!

Through Jesus. For the fame of the name of Jesus Christ!

By the way… did you notice in the picture that the day is drawing to a close? The mercies of Godwho is I AMare new every morning.

“… we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good. God knew what he was doing from the very beginning.

He decided from the outset to shape the lives of those who love him along the same lines as the life of his Son. The Son stands first in the line of humanity he restored. We see the original and intended shape of our lives there in him.

After God made that decision of what his children should be like, he followed it up by calling people by name. After he called them by name, he set them on a solid basis with himself.

And then, after getting them established, he stayed with them to the end, gloriously completing what he had begun.” (Romans 8:28-30 The Message) 

What else might the Holy Spirit want to speak to you about or show you as you reflect on my photo (taken in Athens, Greece)?

I see something different every time.

I see that there are gum trees and I am comforted by the grace of my compassionate God who has transplanted me into another land and gives me visible memories of my home in Australia.

I see the dry ground scorched by the summer heat and am reminded that by God’s grace, I am like a tree planted along a riverbankwith roots that reach deep down into the water. Such a tree is not bothered by the heat or worried by long months of drought. The leaves of such a tree stays green and never stops producing fruit. (Jeremiah 17:8 NLTparaphrased)

God has so much to show you. Get your journal out. Take the time to be still with Jesus and listen to His Spirit and receive all that He has to give you. 

Peace. Hope. Freedom in Christ. Healing from the inside out.

To love God is to trust and obey.

All for Jesus!

Home

So I’ve been thinking about home a lot lately. But where is my home? Is my home in Eltham in Australia? Is it in Athens in Greece? Or is it found in all of the places in which I’ve lived during my 58 years of life? Maybe home is where I was born…

What does ‘home’ mean to you? It might be a haven of security and belonging that even now draws you back to an atmosphere wherein love, peace and rest prevail. On the other hand, it might be somewhere you dread being even in the distant shadowy memories of long ago years shoved away in a dusty ‘don’t go there’ room in your mind.

I need home to be a haven where I get to relax having tuned out the cacophony of the voices in the world all clamouring to exert their influence on my mind.

After a day spent navigating my way through life with its accompanying intersections each demanding a decision (which way is the right way?) or deciding what to do about the roadblocks, detours and confusing one-way streets where my forward momentum seems somehow even temporarily threatened… I just want to go home!

But what if ‘home’ no longer feels like home?

What do I do? Where do I go?

Maybe the better question is, “To whom do I turn?”. I discovered long ago that I am a traveller on a sojourn passing through this world with all of its brokenness and beauty…

My real home is in Jesus in the heart of God—the great I Am who asked me to call Him “Daddy”.

So it doesn’t matter where I am in the world when I practice resting back into His presence. It doesn’t matter who I’m with… or not with. It doesn’t matter whether the language is different. It doesn’t matter.

It’s in God where my place of security and belonging rests. The guarantee of an eternity lived ‘at home’—one with Jesus where I am forever healed, forever content, forever fulfilled and satisfied, forever tuned in to the sound of heaven—is the beloved Holy Spirit who made His home in me when He drew me to Jesus.

That day when I believed what I was hearing within the hidden depths of my being—that Jesus loved me and wanted to make His home in me—that day when I said “yes” was the day that I found out where my real, forever home is…

No matter where I am in the world.

Heather Henson

20th July 2017

 

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Where?

Have you ever wondered where all the people are going? Have you ever sat in the safety of your dwelling place and wondered…?

Here I am on ‘day 3’ in Greece—downtown Athens— and I’m wondering. How do I do life in this place mostly unfamiliar to me? The explorer in me is weary from all the preparations of just getting here. The courageous part in me wants to hide for a few minutes, maybe even a few days. The observer within me is watchful and alert, working hard to interpret and process all that I see around me through the lens of my personality and experience of life.

So many questions with an accompanying cacophony of emotions… What is happening around me? How do they do it? How do I do it? What do you call that? How much is that? Where does it go? What does that mean? What must I do? How do I ask for that?

I don’t fit in. Yet. Will I ever?

I witness the uninhibited joyful response of the woman behind the counter as I use her language to say “Thank you for your help” and I know I will keep going…

Life. It really is all about relationship and not so much about the task after all.

And I know I will explore—one step at a time. Where the people are. How they get there. Where they are going. I will join them on their journey even if my steps are a little tentative at first.

My dwelling place is a safe and secure one. In this place of belonging I am daily prepared and equipped for exploring the world around me.

I go out. I come back in. I go out… The very air I breathe—the very atmosphere in which I have my being—in this place I am utterly loved and accepted.

So I will remember to live and love well for life is not a guarantee but a gift. And I remember.

I follow Jesus and when I follow Jesus, life happens…

Man in alley

Perspective and life…

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Perspective is a funny thing.

Standing side by side, two people can look out on to the same scene—yet they can focus on two different points of view.

Same picture. Different perspective. 

I believe it is not possible to focus on two different things at exactly the same time—even though there might only be a fraction of a moment in time between moving one’s focus from one thing to another.

So, I wonder… In this picture of mine (taken in 2015 at a Morning Peninsula beach, in Australia), what do you see? What does the Spirit of Jesus Christ want to show you from the depths of the Father’s heart?

Some questions coming to my mind include…

Is my focus drawn to the approaching storm front? Or has the sun in the middle of the picture attracted my attention? Why?

Am I drawn to the lighter clouds dancing their way across the blue sky?

Is my focus drawn to the ocean? And why? What is it about the ocean?

I look at the picture where the sun is shining in the centre of it all and I remember…

I remember that God—my heavenly Daddy—powerful and gentle, righteous and holy, gracious and loving, kind and wise, the always-good Lord of Heavens’ Armies says, “Be still and know that I AM God.” (Read Psalm 46.)

I remember that even if the storm clouds come (and they do come), the sun will always be there—hidden but not gone. The light of the life of God’s one and only unique Son Jesus Christ—who exactly represents God—will never ever be extinguished by the darkness. Never. It is not possible.

I remember that the Spirit of Jesus will always be with me. Jesus did not return to heaven (to his Father) and leave me and you as orphans. He promises to always be our secure place of refuge. And it is impossible for God to lie. His promises are forever. His kingdom is unshakeable. 

I look at the picture and remember. Jesus Christ is, and must be, the centre of it all.

You might like to use the photograph and ask Jesus… “What do you have as a gift to give me from the Father’s heart—about life? From his perspective? For your sake.”

Yes… There might indeed be issues which we each see from a different perspective but… we must meet together in Jesus. And yes… We need the Holy Spirit to empower and help us be the sort of relational community where we are free to explore life together within the good and pleasant and secure boundaries of God—who is truth and love.

Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom… Freedom to be live the rich and satisfying life that Jesus came to lead us into. 

God calls us to be one—united in love in (and with) the Prince of Peace—by the power and work of the Spirit of Jesus Christ.

For HIS glory!

That the world would know that God is good!